“I don’t live far from Clapham Common. That’s why I felt so strongly about what happened and wanted to go to the vigil there for Sarah last night. It’s just horrible. It hasn’t made me fearful because I’m not going to stop living my life. It makes me angry more than fearful, because I don’t think fear is going to get me anywhere.
“The vigil was very peaceful, eerily quiet and beautiful, while I was there. It wasn’t a formal event as the original organisers hadn’t been allowed to go ahead. I left as it got dark as I felt I’d made my tribute and honoured Sarah and the vigil. There were a lot of police there and, as we were leaving, they were starting to ask people to move on or be fined. It was a shame that it turned to scenes of such aggression. I believe the police had an opportunity to work with the community and the organisers to have a safe event and because they didn’t, it turned something peaceful into violence.”
Amanda, who posted up these 10 beautiful photos yesterday with these words below:
For Sarah There are not enough words to describe this. How utterly heart broken so many of us, especially in our area, have been for Sarah, her family and her friends. She was just walking home. Something we all do. Something we shouldn’t have to overthink but we do.
Then there is the rage. Rage that it took losing another life in the fight to stop violence against women to remind society how far we still have to go. Rage that so many other women still haven’t been served justice or found. Rage that 97% of all young women in the UK have been sexually harassed. Rage for victim blaming. Rage for not believing women.
The sun shone gloriously on the flower-covered bandstand and the sunset glowed for the minute silence. It was a powerful, beautiful, heartbreaking moment. Sarah, this is for you 
